Page 57 of Never Gonna Lie (Forbidden #2)

Chapter Fifty-Seven

RAVEN

S houts and gunfire jolt me awake again, and I lie there unable to do anything.

Unable to shout or call for help. Unable to move or get myself out of here.

I’ve never felt so fucking useless before.

Mia, Lauren, or Sydney would never have been this weak; they would’ve fought back.

They would’ve done anything other than sit and wait for their demise.

Tears stream down my face as I throw my pity party. My hands are still bound, so I can’t even wipe the wetness away. My shoulder protests with any kind of movement after being thrown on the floor.

The door crashes open, and someone in full tactical gear shouts, “Asset attained.”

I don’t know what that means. Is he here to help me or kill me?

They hold their hands up, moving toward me slowly. “I’m here to help. ”

Oh, thank god.

“Can you move?” they ask. It could be a man or a woman, but with the helmet on, I can’t be sure.

My eyes are wide, trying to convey that I can’t move, can’t speak, can’t do anything other than let someone save me as fear holds me frozen in its chokehold.

They take my silence as my answer and lean down, gently picking me up, and cradling me against them like I’m a baby, and right now, that wouldn’t be an unfair assessment.

My savior walks us through the building, but I keep dropping in and out of consciousness as we move. They stop, unbolting a door, and a bright light blinds me. My eyes water at the intrusion on my senses.

“Raven,” a voice frantically shouts. Footsteps pound against the floor, getting louder the closer they get.

Dad?

I’m jostled from one person to another as he speaks again. “I’ve got you, pumpkin.” His voice breaks, and he holds me closer. “I’ve got you.”

Being in the safety of my dad’s arms, I finally let myself relax, but one thought keeps circling… where’s James, and why isn’t he here?